This will probably be shocking to some, but this is our reality. And you know what? Despite the circumstances, we’re pretty damn happy.

Nick didn’t “lose” his legs. He chose to shed the dead weight that was holding back his life. There’s absolutely no point in dwelling on what we’ve lost. We haven’t really lost anything, except for maybe a year or more of our lives trying to sort this all out. And I anticipate that this year of transition will teach us more and offer us more than the sum of the last three decades have. I feel there is much more to be grateful for in our lives than there is to be angry or sad about. Sometimes my heart feels so full of love that I can’t handle it. I’ve never felt this way before. It’s amazing how much you realize you’ve always had, once you’ve felt the threat of losing it all.

I’m slowly growing used to Nick’s new look. You will too. A friend just wrote us and said that his wife thinks men with prosthetic legs are sexy. Haha! Never thought I would agree, but now I do.